Life was good...until it wasn't.... Walking in on my fiancé with her left me feeling destroyed. I spend my nights tattooing clients and drowning my pain with more pain. Days pass by and then the man I never expected to see again walks through my shop's door. My ex's dad wants a tattoo, from me. Awkward doesn't begin to describe how I feel about seeing him, let alone giving him a permanent piece of me. Revenge is everything and his dad is willing to give me what I need. A way to get back at his son, but in doing so his dad shows me just how much my needs were something else entirely. He's my daddy now. -heavily tatted daddy -woman tattoo artist -cheated on FMC -revenge with his daddy -smex on the hood of her ex's (his son's) car -tattooing while smothering his face